The air was getting cold as the dust settled.
Nieves held the now sleeping baby in her hands. She was a pitiful picture of sadness and regret.
Her people watched her with pity, some with sympathy and others with glee. The Icelander army looked on with helplessness while her servants were frozen in shock and fear.
Hours passed; a snowstorm had gone before Nieves' subject dared to approach her.
Nieves, the Goddess of Ice and Snow, was colder than she had ever felt in her long existence.
One of the attendants helping Nieves sighed and turned in the direction that Deidamia had come and gone. She sighed and thought revenge, so it appears, was best served cold.
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The Heartless One
FantasyA dark twist on Sleeping Beauty, the Heartless One tells the tale of a frozen heart and its purist of vengeance. The Heartless One is set in an ancient land where gods exist and curses are real.
